"Then Gong Ningzi... When she was young, she was just a little fool."
Perhaps it was because Chang Xiaoqing was stunned for too long, Lin Mao lowered his eyes, and explained a sentence lightly, but didn't say much.
In fact, it is only because of the somewhat ironic reason of the past.
Probably when Lin Mao was thirteen or fourteen years old, the old valley owner took senior brother Chang Qing and Lin Mao out of the mountain to visit an old friend's house to celebrate his birthday.Lin Mao couldn't remember exactly what he was praying for on his birthday.All he knew was that at the owner's house, he accidentally came to a little beggar who broke in by mistake and was beaten endlessly by servants.Seeing the skinny kitten-like boy's body gradually oozing blood, Lin Mao couldn't bear to drink away those servants who were having fun.
The little beggar was lying on the ground at that time, his body was muddy and bloody, but when he saw Lin Mao who was slowly walking towards him through the crowd, his eyes were as bright as stars.
"My name is Gong Ningzi, and I will repay you..."
When the little beggar was sent out, Lin Mao heard him say it very seriously.
It's just that Lin Mao never took such a little beggar into his heart at that time, he just regarded it as a passing passerby in his life, and he never remembered it again.
Until we meet again more than ten years later...
"Master, then I will dig here?"
Chang Xiaoqing's voice suddenly sounded, bringing Lin Mao back to his senses.
He looked up at Xiaoqing, only to find that Chang Xiaoqing was already holding the scabbard of the broken sword, and found a place where there was not much snow and began to dig up the snow, probably because the bone-chilling snow light was slightly reflected on the white hair. Because of the man's cheeks, at this time Chang Xiaoqing's face actually had a layer of extremely cold bluish color, and his eyes were even more deep and black, like a dry well with no bottom.
"Well, you dig here first, I can only remember a rough location."
Lin Mao said absently and perfunctorily.
Chang Xiaoqing didn't speak anymore, but bent down and focused on digging up the mixture of snow and mud.
The sounds of "chacha" and "chacha" were recalled regularly in the deserted and quiet courtyard, and Lin Mao shuddered involuntarily.He couldn't help but look at Chang Xiaoqing again—for a short moment, Lin Mao actually felt that Chang Xiaoqing's movements seemed to carry a vicious killing intent.
But it was only for such a moment... Lin Mao blinked again, and what he saw again was his inarticulate, docile and quiet little apprentice.
Sometimes Lin Mao would feel very uncomfortable, because he thought of Chang Xiaoqing like this, the little apprentice who had served him for so many years and tried his best, but sometimes Lin Mao would feel very scared. Although he was never smart, his intuition was Always on point.
Thinking of this, Lin Mao felt even more oppressed, almost as if he was running away. He "seriously" ordered Chang Xiaoqing to look for the iron hairpin there, but he used the excuse of breathing slowly to go outside the small courtyard. move away.
After confirming that Chang Xiaoqing was concentrating on fighting the snow and no longer paying attention to himself, Lin Mao quickly rushed to the place where the corpse he had seen before.
No matter what, he wanted to confirm the crack on the bone again.
However, when he finally arrived at the place, he was a little surprised to find that the wasteland where the corpse was located suddenly disappeared.
Of course, because of the snow, everywhere Lin Mao could see was covered with snow, and the terrain was somewhat similar everywhere.But after all, Lin Mao grew up in Wangyou Valley as long as he can remember. He is very familiar with the plants and trees around this small courtyard, so naturally he will not mistake the one he has been thinking about day and night. Where the wasteland is.
Lin Mao stood there blankly for a while, then suddenly bowed, regardless of the cold, and tried his best to push away the thick white snow covering the place where the corpse was in his memory.I saw only the frozen hard soil under the snow layer, which was uneven and messy, and the soil was black and red because it was soaked with blood.
But there were no corpses, no shocking white bones, and no disgusting corpses.
There is only blood mud after being turned over by people, and nothing else.
But what he saw in front of him made Lin Mao tremble uncontrollably even more than the sight of corpses everywhere.
The melted snow particles turned into ice water, which wetted his clothes, and the chill spread from the skin, bit by bit, penetrated into the flesh and bone marrow.
"Master, what are you doing?"
A pair of hands stretched out from behind Lin Mao and pressed on his shoulder.
Lin Mao almost jumped up like a startled little animal, but when he turned around, he still saw a familiar face.Chang Xiaoqing's white hair, Chang Xiaoqing's face, Chang Xiaoqing's worried eyes - everything seemed familiar, but this time Lin Mao found that he was about to be suffocated by his own speculation.
"Xiaoqing, where did you put those corpses?"
When he realized it, Lin Mao realized that he had said this directly to Chang Xiaoqing.
He was so close to Chang Xiaoqing, so close that he could clearly see his own reflection in that person's eyes, it was such a pale face, but it looked like he was still holding on to the last glimmer of hope.
After hearing Lin Mao's question, Chang Xiaoqing's pupils suddenly shrank to a very small point.
"What corpse?"
Lin Mao heard his words and said this very calmly.
Lin Mao's face was bloodless, and his heart was full of sadness.
"The corpses I saw before, those corpses..." As if another person was speaking through his shell, Lin Mao heard his own voice hoarse in the cold air, "I died before Those people in the small courtyard have cracks left on their bones by the thirteen hands of Qiankun Wuding... You and I both know that the only person in this world who knows this kind of exercise is you."
After the voice fell, Chang Xiaoqing lowered her eyebrows and closed her eyes, without saying a word, without saying a word, and her expression remained unchanged.
For a moment, there was silence around the two of them, only the breeze blowing through the cold snow, and the rustling sound was clearly distinguishable.
"Xiaoqing...you tell me...what happened that day...I, I never dared to ask you...but..."
After all, Lin Mao couldn't hold it anymore, staring at such a strange apprentice, choked up and opened his mouth.
"I do not remember."
However, Chang Xiaoqing still gave the same answer as before.He frowned and looked at the land that made Lin Mao suddenly agitated, his eyes became extraordinarily deep, but his hands never left Lin Mao's shoulders.
"Master, you said there were corpses here, but they are gone now? Because there are traces of Qiankun Wuding's thirteen hands on those corpses, do you think I killed those people? But now you can't find those corpses, so you think I hid them—everything you see now is proof that I killed someone that day, right?"
Cracks finally appeared on the frozen expression of the white-haired man.
His speaking speed was getting faster and faster... At the last sentence, he suddenly laughed miserably.
"Master, you don't believe me now, do you?"
Chang Xiaoqing said.
Seeing that Chang Xiaoqing finally started to refute himself, Lin Mao was not angry but happy, feeling a faint warmth rising in his heart.
"Then tell me, you really...didn't kill them...you..."
Before Lin Mao could finish speaking, Chang Xiaoqing suddenly grabbed Master's hand and pressed his palm firmly against her chest.
"I don't remember...Master...I really don't remember what I did that night, but I know, I didn't kill those people..." He said word by word, "Master, don't believe me. "
In that short moment, Lin Mao seemed to have glimpsed a thin crack on Chang Xiaoqing's icy shell - behind the apprentice's black pupils, something was about to emerge.
However, that thing was so fierce and hot that it seemed that he would be burned if he touched it a little bit. Lin Mao almost avoided it instinctively—it was a retreat that he didn't even notice, but Chang Xiaoqing noticed it immediately .
"Master."
The tall white-haired man trembled, he suddenly softened his voice, bent down, and put his head on the shoulder of his exceptionally weak and thin master.
"I am uncomfortable."
Lin Mao felt the temperature coming from his neck, and his eyes fell on the distant snow curtain.
His hand hesitated for a moment in the air, and finally he rested lightly on Chang Xiaoqing's back.
"I'm sorry." He said in a low voice, "I believe you. If you said you didn't kill him, then you didn't."
Although there are still so many violations in Chang Xiaoqing's body, Lin Mao is still willing to believe him after all. After making such a decision, Lin Mao finally felt that the pain in his heart these days made him unable to breathe. Suddenly disappeared into the invisible.
But he didn't know that Chang Xiaoqing's eyes were covered by his shoulders with his back to his little apprentice, but filled with deep and dark shadows.
Probably because of the raging tail of the murderous wind these days, the food in Wangyou Valley is far more scarce than in the past, and those hungry and crazy beasts dug out all the corpses under the ice and snow and chewed them clean.Afterwards, Lin Mao said to himself like this.
Didn't you see that the sheep bone with thick wrists was thrown to the puppy at home, and the puppy could chew up the bones and eat them all, and I think it will be the same this time.As for why the beast came, and how it ate up all the frozen corpses that were no different from stones... Also, why did the corpse have the unique magic weapon of Qiankun Wuding Thirteen Hands? Lin Mao didn't have the problem of bone cracks... and he didn't want to think about it any further.
At least on the way back to the small building, the atmosphere between Lin Mao and Chang Xiaoqing finally returned to normal.
And Chang Xiaoqing was always slightly resistant to the matter of going down the mountain before, and he became more active from this day on.In his own words, no matter what, he wanted to find a famous doctor to treat his mental illness, so he could remember what happened that day as soon as possible.
So taking advantage of the fine weather on a certain day, Chang Xiaoqing and Lin Mao packed up the things in the small building—mainly the rare gold and silver treasures that Chang Qing gave Lin Mao back then—and carried them on their backs. They are ready to go down the mountain.
Before leaving, Lin Mao untied the reins of the two donkeys who had been with him all these days, and then stroked the back of the donkeys and said with emotion: "It's been hard for you these days. After we leave, you can still stay on the donkeys. Inside the shed, I won’t lock the door, this severe winter should last for a while, you can still shelter from the wind and rain here. When the spring comes, you can leave on your own.”
Chang Xiaoqing carried the burdens of the two on his back, and watched his master chatting with the two donkeys, but he didn't even show the slightest sign of impatience.
However, that Yao Xiaohua has been living with the donkey for the past few days, and obviously she has developed a deep friendship. Before leaving, she hugged the donkey's neck and cried tears all over her face, which made the white donkey sneeze continuously and was extremely disgusted. sinks like water, breathes like ice.
As a result, while rushing all the way to the entrance of the ice cave, Yao Xiaohua secretly hid beside Lin Mao under Chang Xiaoqing's murderous eyes several times, and asked secretly: "Mr. Lin—if the mountain opens in the future, can I still come?" Did you look for you in Wangyou Valley?"
She spoke very anxiously, but it made Lin Mao stunned for a while, and then she realized: Speaking of Wangyougu, after all, it can be regarded as a big landlord, and the rent collection on weekdays is at most to let the village head below come to meet It's just a small steward, a girl from a tenant farmer's family like Yao Xiaohua, if it weren't for this adventure, I'm afraid it would be impossible to come to Wangyou Valley in her whole life.
Thinking about it this way, it's no wonder that Yao Xiaohua was so sad when she parted from the white donkey and the gray donkey.
Lin Mao's heart softened immediately, so he had no choice but to comfort Yao Xiaohua again.After all, he was old and hadn't seen outsiders for a long time, so he could only repeat old words over and over again——Yao Xiaohua's face was glowing, and she was fascinated by Lin Mao's beautiful face. It became more and more ugly, and finally lost patience, and stopped staring at Lin Mao and Yao Xiaohua.
As a result, in the short moment when Chang Xiaoqing relaxed his vigilance, Yao Xiaohua suddenly looked aside, leaned over cautiously, and whispered next to Lin Mao's face: "Mr. Lin, you...do you think that fierce man is really a good person?" ?”
"what?"
Yao Xiaohua's nonsensical words naturally made Lin Mao very confused.
The girl stared unblinkingly at the white-haired man leading the way, real fear emerged from her clear golden pupils.
"I, I don't know if it's overhearted, but... sometimes... I really feel that he wants to kill me."
Lin Mao couldn't help frowning and said, "Xiaoqing just..."
Before she could say anything, Yao Xiaohua bit her lip and looked deeply at Lin Mao.
"I have been hunting with my father since I was a child, and I have hunted big worms—Mr. Lin, when that fierce man looked at me, he was exactly the same as the big worm that wanted to eat people back then."
Perhaps it was because Chang Xiaoqing was stunned for too long, Lin Mao lowered his eyes, and explained a sentence lightly, but didn't say much.
In fact, it is only because of the somewhat ironic reason of the past.
Probably when Lin Mao was thirteen or fourteen years old, the old valley owner took senior brother Chang Qing and Lin Mao out of the mountain to visit an old friend's house to celebrate his birthday.Lin Mao couldn't remember exactly what he was praying for on his birthday.All he knew was that at the owner's house, he accidentally came to a little beggar who broke in by mistake and was beaten endlessly by servants.Seeing the skinny kitten-like boy's body gradually oozing blood, Lin Mao couldn't bear to drink away those servants who were having fun.
The little beggar was lying on the ground at that time, his body was muddy and bloody, but when he saw Lin Mao who was slowly walking towards him through the crowd, his eyes were as bright as stars.
"My name is Gong Ningzi, and I will repay you..."
When the little beggar was sent out, Lin Mao heard him say it very seriously.
It's just that Lin Mao never took such a little beggar into his heart at that time, he just regarded it as a passing passerby in his life, and he never remembered it again.
Until we meet again more than ten years later...
"Master, then I will dig here?"
Chang Xiaoqing's voice suddenly sounded, bringing Lin Mao back to his senses.
He looked up at Xiaoqing, only to find that Chang Xiaoqing was already holding the scabbard of the broken sword, and found a place where there was not much snow and began to dig up the snow, probably because the bone-chilling snow light was slightly reflected on the white hair. Because of the man's cheeks, at this time Chang Xiaoqing's face actually had a layer of extremely cold bluish color, and his eyes were even more deep and black, like a dry well with no bottom.
"Well, you dig here first, I can only remember a rough location."
Lin Mao said absently and perfunctorily.
Chang Xiaoqing didn't speak anymore, but bent down and focused on digging up the mixture of snow and mud.
The sounds of "chacha" and "chacha" were recalled regularly in the deserted and quiet courtyard, and Lin Mao shuddered involuntarily.He couldn't help but look at Chang Xiaoqing again—for a short moment, Lin Mao actually felt that Chang Xiaoqing's movements seemed to carry a vicious killing intent.
But it was only for such a moment... Lin Mao blinked again, and what he saw again was his inarticulate, docile and quiet little apprentice.
Sometimes Lin Mao would feel very uncomfortable, because he thought of Chang Xiaoqing like this, the little apprentice who had served him for so many years and tried his best, but sometimes Lin Mao would feel very scared. Although he was never smart, his intuition was Always on point.
Thinking of this, Lin Mao felt even more oppressed, almost as if he was running away. He "seriously" ordered Chang Xiaoqing to look for the iron hairpin there, but he used the excuse of breathing slowly to go outside the small courtyard. move away.
After confirming that Chang Xiaoqing was concentrating on fighting the snow and no longer paying attention to himself, Lin Mao quickly rushed to the place where the corpse he had seen before.
No matter what, he wanted to confirm the crack on the bone again.
However, when he finally arrived at the place, he was a little surprised to find that the wasteland where the corpse was located suddenly disappeared.
Of course, because of the snow, everywhere Lin Mao could see was covered with snow, and the terrain was somewhat similar everywhere.But after all, Lin Mao grew up in Wangyou Valley as long as he can remember. He is very familiar with the plants and trees around this small courtyard, so naturally he will not mistake the one he has been thinking about day and night. Where the wasteland is.
Lin Mao stood there blankly for a while, then suddenly bowed, regardless of the cold, and tried his best to push away the thick white snow covering the place where the corpse was in his memory.I saw only the frozen hard soil under the snow layer, which was uneven and messy, and the soil was black and red because it was soaked with blood.
But there were no corpses, no shocking white bones, and no disgusting corpses.
There is only blood mud after being turned over by people, and nothing else.
But what he saw in front of him made Lin Mao tremble uncontrollably even more than the sight of corpses everywhere.
The melted snow particles turned into ice water, which wetted his clothes, and the chill spread from the skin, bit by bit, penetrated into the flesh and bone marrow.
"Master, what are you doing?"
A pair of hands stretched out from behind Lin Mao and pressed on his shoulder.
Lin Mao almost jumped up like a startled little animal, but when he turned around, he still saw a familiar face.Chang Xiaoqing's white hair, Chang Xiaoqing's face, Chang Xiaoqing's worried eyes - everything seemed familiar, but this time Lin Mao found that he was about to be suffocated by his own speculation.
"Xiaoqing, where did you put those corpses?"
When he realized it, Lin Mao realized that he had said this directly to Chang Xiaoqing.
He was so close to Chang Xiaoqing, so close that he could clearly see his own reflection in that person's eyes, it was such a pale face, but it looked like he was still holding on to the last glimmer of hope.
After hearing Lin Mao's question, Chang Xiaoqing's pupils suddenly shrank to a very small point.
"What corpse?"
Lin Mao heard his words and said this very calmly.
Lin Mao's face was bloodless, and his heart was full of sadness.
"The corpses I saw before, those corpses..." As if another person was speaking through his shell, Lin Mao heard his own voice hoarse in the cold air, "I died before Those people in the small courtyard have cracks left on their bones by the thirteen hands of Qiankun Wuding... You and I both know that the only person in this world who knows this kind of exercise is you."
After the voice fell, Chang Xiaoqing lowered her eyebrows and closed her eyes, without saying a word, without saying a word, and her expression remained unchanged.
For a moment, there was silence around the two of them, only the breeze blowing through the cold snow, and the rustling sound was clearly distinguishable.
"Xiaoqing...you tell me...what happened that day...I, I never dared to ask you...but..."
After all, Lin Mao couldn't hold it anymore, staring at such a strange apprentice, choked up and opened his mouth.
"I do not remember."
However, Chang Xiaoqing still gave the same answer as before.He frowned and looked at the land that made Lin Mao suddenly agitated, his eyes became extraordinarily deep, but his hands never left Lin Mao's shoulders.
"Master, you said there were corpses here, but they are gone now? Because there are traces of Qiankun Wuding's thirteen hands on those corpses, do you think I killed those people? But now you can't find those corpses, so you think I hid them—everything you see now is proof that I killed someone that day, right?"
Cracks finally appeared on the frozen expression of the white-haired man.
His speaking speed was getting faster and faster... At the last sentence, he suddenly laughed miserably.
"Master, you don't believe me now, do you?"
Chang Xiaoqing said.
Seeing that Chang Xiaoqing finally started to refute himself, Lin Mao was not angry but happy, feeling a faint warmth rising in his heart.
"Then tell me, you really...didn't kill them...you..."
Before Lin Mao could finish speaking, Chang Xiaoqing suddenly grabbed Master's hand and pressed his palm firmly against her chest.
"I don't remember...Master...I really don't remember what I did that night, but I know, I didn't kill those people..." He said word by word, "Master, don't believe me. "
In that short moment, Lin Mao seemed to have glimpsed a thin crack on Chang Xiaoqing's icy shell - behind the apprentice's black pupils, something was about to emerge.
However, that thing was so fierce and hot that it seemed that he would be burned if he touched it a little bit. Lin Mao almost avoided it instinctively—it was a retreat that he didn't even notice, but Chang Xiaoqing noticed it immediately .
"Master."
The tall white-haired man trembled, he suddenly softened his voice, bent down, and put his head on the shoulder of his exceptionally weak and thin master.
"I am uncomfortable."
Lin Mao felt the temperature coming from his neck, and his eyes fell on the distant snow curtain.
His hand hesitated for a moment in the air, and finally he rested lightly on Chang Xiaoqing's back.
"I'm sorry." He said in a low voice, "I believe you. If you said you didn't kill him, then you didn't."
Although there are still so many violations in Chang Xiaoqing's body, Lin Mao is still willing to believe him after all. After making such a decision, Lin Mao finally felt that the pain in his heart these days made him unable to breathe. Suddenly disappeared into the invisible.
But he didn't know that Chang Xiaoqing's eyes were covered by his shoulders with his back to his little apprentice, but filled with deep and dark shadows.
Probably because of the raging tail of the murderous wind these days, the food in Wangyou Valley is far more scarce than in the past, and those hungry and crazy beasts dug out all the corpses under the ice and snow and chewed them clean.Afterwards, Lin Mao said to himself like this.
Didn't you see that the sheep bone with thick wrists was thrown to the puppy at home, and the puppy could chew up the bones and eat them all, and I think it will be the same this time.As for why the beast came, and how it ate up all the frozen corpses that were no different from stones... Also, why did the corpse have the unique magic weapon of Qiankun Wuding Thirteen Hands? Lin Mao didn't have the problem of bone cracks... and he didn't want to think about it any further.
At least on the way back to the small building, the atmosphere between Lin Mao and Chang Xiaoqing finally returned to normal.
And Chang Xiaoqing was always slightly resistant to the matter of going down the mountain before, and he became more active from this day on.In his own words, no matter what, he wanted to find a famous doctor to treat his mental illness, so he could remember what happened that day as soon as possible.
So taking advantage of the fine weather on a certain day, Chang Xiaoqing and Lin Mao packed up the things in the small building—mainly the rare gold and silver treasures that Chang Qing gave Lin Mao back then—and carried them on their backs. They are ready to go down the mountain.
Before leaving, Lin Mao untied the reins of the two donkeys who had been with him all these days, and then stroked the back of the donkeys and said with emotion: "It's been hard for you these days. After we leave, you can still stay on the donkeys. Inside the shed, I won’t lock the door, this severe winter should last for a while, you can still shelter from the wind and rain here. When the spring comes, you can leave on your own.”
Chang Xiaoqing carried the burdens of the two on his back, and watched his master chatting with the two donkeys, but he didn't even show the slightest sign of impatience.
However, that Yao Xiaohua has been living with the donkey for the past few days, and obviously she has developed a deep friendship. Before leaving, she hugged the donkey's neck and cried tears all over her face, which made the white donkey sneeze continuously and was extremely disgusted. sinks like water, breathes like ice.
As a result, while rushing all the way to the entrance of the ice cave, Yao Xiaohua secretly hid beside Lin Mao under Chang Xiaoqing's murderous eyes several times, and asked secretly: "Mr. Lin—if the mountain opens in the future, can I still come?" Did you look for you in Wangyou Valley?"
She spoke very anxiously, but it made Lin Mao stunned for a while, and then she realized: Speaking of Wangyougu, after all, it can be regarded as a big landlord, and the rent collection on weekdays is at most to let the village head below come to meet It's just a small steward, a girl from a tenant farmer's family like Yao Xiaohua, if it weren't for this adventure, I'm afraid it would be impossible to come to Wangyou Valley in her whole life.
Thinking about it this way, it's no wonder that Yao Xiaohua was so sad when she parted from the white donkey and the gray donkey.
Lin Mao's heart softened immediately, so he had no choice but to comfort Yao Xiaohua again.After all, he was old and hadn't seen outsiders for a long time, so he could only repeat old words over and over again——Yao Xiaohua's face was glowing, and she was fascinated by Lin Mao's beautiful face. It became more and more ugly, and finally lost patience, and stopped staring at Lin Mao and Yao Xiaohua.
As a result, in the short moment when Chang Xiaoqing relaxed his vigilance, Yao Xiaohua suddenly looked aside, leaned over cautiously, and whispered next to Lin Mao's face: "Mr. Lin, you...do you think that fierce man is really a good person?" ?”
"what?"
Yao Xiaohua's nonsensical words naturally made Lin Mao very confused.
The girl stared unblinkingly at the white-haired man leading the way, real fear emerged from her clear golden pupils.
"I, I don't know if it's overhearted, but... sometimes... I really feel that he wants to kill me."
Lin Mao couldn't help frowning and said, "Xiaoqing just..."
Before she could say anything, Yao Xiaohua bit her lip and looked deeply at Lin Mao.
"I have been hunting with my father since I was a child, and I have hunted big worms—Mr. Lin, when that fierce man looked at me, he was exactly the same as the big worm that wanted to eat people back then."
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